BUZZ, BUZZ

I think we're finally over the vomit bug...but I have to share one more vomit story for all of your reading pleasure.

--Needing to get out of the house Wednesday, and thinking Ava was all better, my sister and I and kids picked up Daddy from work and went to eat lunch at the HyVee salad bar. As we were walking in, I was talking to Ava about her new shoes because she was acting like they hurt. She started whining, "Momma" and "Ughhh" - I immediately knew this was the vomit cue. I grabbed her and hurried as fast as I could to get her outside. We didn't make it. She threw up right at the threshold of the entrance. I did get her second round in the trash can. We just happened to have extra clothes in the car, which we never do...so I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom to clean-up. As I was walking through the produce department, carrying her "bucket" style, trying not to get any more throw up on myself - Ava, in a peppy voice says, "BUZZ -BUZZ". I think I muttered something like, "huh?" And she said, "Look Momma! A BEE!". She had just seen a mylar balloon in the shape of a bee and this was all she needed to perk up out of her feeling yucky.

--We survived and did stay for lunch anyway. As we were leaving HyVee, walking out the door, Ava noticed the trash can and said, "I frew up there." Yes, yes, you did.